The Background

A majesty up amidst the spring cold, I watch and see the high meadow unfold, springtime sedges, all vibrant, green, and new, bleached gray rock, from when the glaciers passed through, a high lake, so blue it practically gleams, mirror-smooth surface reflects alpine scenes, rock peaks rising, jagged to the eye, an ancient sea-floor, thrown up to the sky, stone laid down slanted, like a layer cake, talus slopes plunge where the big rocks did break, trees rise below, conifers, mostly spruce, scattering of flowers, red, yellow, and blue, stare at a vision I am loathe to disturb... but it's just the background on my computer. ...sigh...back to work...